MAPF Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Subversion “Just because… because I like him…”

He Qin’s brow twitched, suspecting Xie Shiwei was trying to trick him: “Then what about you?”

“I’ll sleep here. You’ve already cooperated with me in acting, you can’t sacrifice your sleep too.”

He Qin breathed a sigh of relief, taking off his glasses: “No need, I’m not picky about the sleeping environment. It won’t lower my sleep quality here. Since you promised you wouldn’t pester me anymore, there’s no need for us to sleep in separate rooms. I can just keep sleeping in the theater.”

“Then let’s take turns, switching every week, that’s fair.”

“No need, go back.”

He Qin turned off the floor lamp, and the room darkened.

Xie Shiwei was met with a cold shoulder, but he wasn’t embarrassed.

Anyway, he’d already gained some favorability points. It’s even better that they don’t switch, he can’t bear to leave the big bed.

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In the morning, they were both “tortured” by Wang the butler into drinking their medicine.

Afterward, He Qin changed his clothes and went to work, while Xie Shiwei continued to sleep.

Around noon, the warm sunshine shone on him, and his phone vibrated on the bedside table, waking him up.

Xie Shiwei yawned, reached for his phone, and saw it was Chen Ning calling.

“Good morning, Shiwei.”

Xie Shiwei greeted her, and Chen Ning asked how things were going between him and He Qin. Hearing that everything was fine, she said, “This Saturday, bring Xiao He home to visit, we all miss you.”

“Okay.” Xie Shiwei chuckled.

“Are you used to the new house? Do you have enough money to spend? I can give you another card if you don’t.”

“I’m used to the house, and I have enough money to spend, everything’s fine with me.”

Chen Ning knew Xie Shiwei well: “What are your plans for today? If you’re free, would you like to practice some golf? So you won’t be unhappy every time you lose.”

“No need, I’m going to see Yingjun later. He’s out of confinement today, and he’s treating me to a meal.”

“Alright then, Auntie won’t bother you. Get ready and head out.”

“Okay!”

After hanging up, Xie Shiwei quickly changed his clothes, ready to meet his “best buddy” Zhang Yingjun.

Zhang Yingjun was half a month older than him, the only son of the Jiangcheng’s leading animal husbandry group. He was tall, handsome, and promising, but in reality, he was a brainless spendthrift, who shared the same tastes as the original Xie Shiwei.

At the end of last month, Zhang Yingjun lost a year’s worth of his family’s factory profits in one night at the casino. His dad beat him on the butt all night and locked him up on the farm in the countryside for more than half a month, where he ate and slept with the pigs every day. He was just released yesterday and immediately bombarded Xie Shiwei with WeChat messages, wanting to go out and have a big meal.

Xie Shiwei arrived at the seaside restaurant where they had agreed to meet, feeling a little apprehensive.

He wondered if he could hide his amnesia from Zhang Yingjun’s eyes.

Suddenly, with a roar, a brightly colored convertible sports car appeared at the end of the driveway, speeding straight towards where he was standing, as if it was going to run him over.

Damn! Zhang Yingjun’s spray-painted Maybach!

No, based on this momentum, it looks like he’s trying to kill him!

Xie Shiwei’s hair stood on end, and he ran towards the steps behind him.

At the same time, the sports car braked sharply about one and a half meters away from where he had been standing. The driver took off his sunglasses and winked at him: “Hi bro! surprise!”

Xie Shiwei trembled and roared, “Surprise my ass! Are you trying to murder me!”

Zhang Yingjun got out of the car, looking aggrieved: “Little Weiwei, didn’t you really want to play this? I specially practiced my driving skills to give you a surprise, why don’t you like it?”

Xie Shiwei didn’t believe the original Xie Shiwei had such a stupid hobby: “Why would I like something so dangerous?”

Zhang Yingjun led Xie Shiwei to a private room in the Restaurant, waved his hand to order the most expensive set meal, and handed his phone to Xie Shiwei, looking innocent: “You said it yourself, you wanted to be hit by a car, but not really die.”

Xie Shiwei leaned closer to look, and was speechless.

Chat history from half a month ago:

Xie Shiwei: [He Qin still doesn’t accept me, I might as well be hit by a car and die!]

Yingjun Little Zhang: [Being hit by a car and dying is too tragic, I won’t let you leave me like this. [Crying][Crying][Crying]]

Xie Shiwei: [You’re stupid, I didn’t mean really be hit and die, just be half-dead like that, enough to cure my heartache!]

Yingjun Little Zhang: [Oh. [Crying][Crying][Crying] Then wait for me, I’ll practice.]

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Xie Shiwei understood the stupidity of the original Xie Shiwei and Zhang Yingjun, warned him not to prepare such surprises in the future, and casually mentioned his amnesia, but hid Bai An’s involvement, saying that he had an accident.

Zhang Yingjun jumped up from his seat, and Xie Shiwei was hugged tightly by him, his arms and legs wrapped around him. He exclaimed, “What are you doing!”

“Shiwei!” Zhang Yingjun buried his head in his neck, tears in his eyes, “You have a concussion and you still remember me, I’m so touched, you really are my best friend in this life!”

Xie Shiwei struggled to pry open his fingers: “Of course, I won’t forget you even if I forget everyone else, but I don’t remember some things from the past, can you help me remember them?”

“No problem.” The waiter served the dishes, and Zhang Yingjun placed Xie Shiwei’s favorite dishes in front of him, “I’ll help you remember, just listen and eat!”

Zhang Yingjun started from when the two of them became friends after a fight in kindergarten, covering their glorious deeds in elementary and junior high school, all the way to the “Love Radio” they founded together in high school at the international school.

Zhang Yingjun liked to use all sorts of modifiers. Xie Shiwei had already finished his appetizers, but he was still using flowery adjectives to describe the popularity of the Love Radio at school, his spirits high, and spittle flying.

Xie Shiwei really couldn’t sit still: “Yingjun, keep it simple.”

“Oh okay, in short, the Love Radio once became the hottest campus channel during broadcast time. Countless people asked you to read love letters, just like the confession walls that are popular now.”

“But, the most loyal user of our radio was still the host, you. You remember this, right?”

Xie Shiwei played dumb: “I seem to remember, but also not really.”

“Aiyo, you read a love letter to He Qin in the last ten minutes of the radio every day, writing so tearfully and emotionally, I cried several times listening to it. And you burned all the other letters written to He Qin, and went to threaten the letter writers one by one, telling them to stay away from He Qin! Very charismatic!”

Xie Shiwei’s mouth dropped open.

“He Qin is such a blind idiot, he’s just the adopted son of a middle-class family, how dare he look down on you!”

Xie Shiwei’s mouth opened even wider: “He Qin is adopted?”

Did the author gloss over this information in the novel?

He had no impression.

Zhang Yingjun leaned closer: “The two old things in the He family couldn’t have children, He Qin was adopted from a mountain village, not many people know about this, I only heard about it in the village a few days ago.”

“Is it true?”

“Of course, they say He Qin’s dad said it himself when he went back to the village.”

Xie Shiwei made an “Oh” sound.

He only knew that Bai An was an orphan, he didn’t expect He Qin to be one too. It seems they grew up together in the orphanage when they were young, so their relationship is so close now.

What a pair of star-crossed lovers!

He must bring them together!

Xie Shiwei put his hand on Zhang Yingjun’s shoulder: “Okay Yingjun, I know, but He Qin and I are already married, don’t scold him in the future, he’s still my husband, show some respect.”

“Hmph, you respect him, does he respect you!” Zhang Yingjun was angry, “He’s embarrassed you more times than you’ve confessed to him, and now he’s even marrying into your family, why should I be nice to him?”

Xie Shiwei endured humiliation: “Just because… because I like him.”

Zhang Yingjun was disappointed: “What is love in this world, that it makes people so humble as dogs.”

Xie Shiwei was angry: “Are you calling me a dog?”

Zhang Yingjun stopped talking: “Sorry Shiwei, I misspoke again, hit me.”

Xie Shiwei waved his hand, exhausted: “Yingjun, after this accident, I’ve matured a lot, I want to know if I’ve done anything unreasonable in the past, offended anyone, and find a chance to compensate them in the future.”

Zhang Yingjun suddenly understood: “No wonder you’re not hitting me, you used to hit me at least three times a day.”

Xie Shiwei was speechless: “Really, I forgot, I won’t hit you in the future.”

“It’s okay, hitting is affection, scolding is love, you said it yourself, hitting me proves you care about me,” Zhang Yingjun smiled honestly, “I like being hit by you.”

Xie Shiwei was numb: “Haha, let’s get back to the main topic.”

·

At the same time, He Qin also arrived at a Chinese restaurant in the Bay Area of the Mid-Levels to have dinner with a prospective investor.

The Chinese restaurant and Xie Shiwei’s restaurant faced each other across a very small bay, only fifty meters apart, connected by an aerial corridor, making it easy to see the other side.

He Qin walked into the private room and sat down, immediately seeing the colorful Zhang Yingjun through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the private room across the way.

He’d recognize that idiot Zhang Yingjun even if he was reduced to ashes. By the way, he also saw Xie Shiwei next to the idiot.

The investor was from Hong Kong and knew something about Jiangcheng. Following He Qin’s gaze, he also saw Xie Shiwei and Zhang Yingjun.

The investor asked, “May I ask, is that your newlywed husband, Xie Shiwei?”

He Qin sipped his Oolong tea, not saying a word.

After he and Xie Shiwei got married, everyone who came to discuss business would mention the Xie family, as if “Xie Shiwei’s husband” was He Qin’s only value.

But this was the reward he exchanged with the wedding, the result he had created with his own hands. Even if he was tired of the current situation, he could only endure it.

The investor tried to guess He Qin’s thoughts, slowly drinking his tea, and putting down the teacup: “Mr. He, I know your difficulties. Mentioning Xie Shiwei is not to try to flatter and ingratiate myself with the Xie family through you, please don’t think too much.”

“Then what is your intention?” He Qin became curious.

“As you know, Jiangcheng is a well-established strong city, with large and small companies radiating across the country, and the highlands have long been firmly divided and occupied by those few families. I want to get a piece of the pie here, but those high-ranking families with deep roots are unwilling.”

“Now that we’re transforming into a technology city, I’m very optimistic about you. To take fate into your own hands, I should join forces with Mr. He, to cross the river together, and create our new world.”

He Qin lowered his eyes: “It’s my honor to be appreciated by Boss Chen. However, the word ‘confront,’ you’ve used it too seriously.”

Boss Chen’s bald head gleamed under the lights, revealing a meaningful smile: “President He, I am one hundred percent able to invest a large sum of money, please don’t be so polite to me.”

“Rumor has it that President He’s marriage to Xie Shiwei was threatened, a mere act, why don’t you use your identity as the Xie family’s son-in-law, to join forces with me, steal the Xie family’s clients, and divide their market?”